I awoke quickly after a terrible nightmare. A girl in a dark crypt laying silently on a stone altar, while a hideous blind monster stalked around. It could not see her and she could not see it, but any move from her would certainly end in death.
But when I opened my eyes I could not see. Was I still dreaming? I tried again to open my eyes, they were certainly open, but I just saw pitch black. I quickly put my hands to my face and expecting to touch a blindfold, I touched my eyeball. But I still saw nothing.
Fear struck me, I had gone blind. A trip to the optometrists office a few years ago, where he muttered some risk of some unpronounceable word. FUCK. I was blind and I hadn't even started my life. I called out for help. Maybe it was temporary, or something, I consoled myself.
Then a second feeling overtook me, one that I had not noticed in the panic. It was cold. I was laying in some dirt instead of a bed. What the hell? Where was I? Why did my yelp echo so weirdly? I just sat and listened. Then I heard movement. The shuffling of feet and metal echoing on stone. I heard a voice in my head. Run. Run. Run.
I scrambled to my feet, and took a few uneasy steps. Which direction was I supposed to go, I couldn't see anything, I would just run into a wall. I stuck my hands out in front of me. The shuffling got closer, voices.
"Help? I'm lost?" I croaked out. My stomach felt as if it had reached my throat. I felt completely helpless as the shuffling on closer and closer. How did I get here? Was I kidnapped?
"Lux!" A gruff voice commanded in a whisper. A light flickered just for a fraction of a second. I thought I saw 4 outlines of people and a dirt floor. The light came from a covered lantern one of the people held. They had flashed it quickly, why? Then hands quickly grabbed me. Oh. To figure out where I am.
I walked alongside them, it was probably better not to resist I figured. Mostly I was relieved that I was not blind. These people talked in some foreign language whispering to each other, I listened carefully to the nonsense words. Were these like terrorist kidnappers or something? My best choice was to negotiate.
"I'm Canadian. We are the nice guys so I'm not sure why you are kidnapping me... I'm not an American." I blurted. It was received with a hard knock to the head. A gag was roughly put over my mouth. Then that smelly gruff voice whispered in my ear: "Tace!"
I kept alongside them silently for at least 10 minutes. Suddenly we passed from the cold stone and dirt to a wooden floor. We stopped, then a heavy door was shut and latched behind us. We continued again, but this time the group seemed more at ease. They talked at normal voice, though they still did not undo my own gag. They grew more excited, and in the distance I could hear chanting. We were getting closer. They started to chant in unison with those we were approaching. There was a strange and repulsive odour.
Suddenly the adrenaline wore off and I felt nauseous. My stomach was rising and I tried to swallow a few times. A strange tickle in my throat. Then I caught a whiff of that smell that stung my nose. I vomited into my gag and collapsed on the ground. They just dragged me without a slow to their pace.